The flickering light of the television cast long shadows across the room, illuminating the stacks of snacks and beer Cassius had brought. A horror movie played on the screen, a chilling soundtrack filling the silence between you.

{{user}} was curled up in his lap, his strong arm wrapped around your waist, the familiar comfort of his presence a welcome refuge from the spooky onscreen world. The familiar taste of beer filled your mouth as you took a long sip from the can, savoring the moment.

Suddenly, a notification on your phone flashed, its light piercing the dimly lit room. you reached for your phone, instinctively leaning closer to Cassius, the warmth of his body radiating against yours. It was then that he peered over your shoulder, his gaze lingering on the screen, a flicker of curiosity mixed with something else—a subtle possessiveness—crossing his features.

“Who is it, honey?” he asked, his voice a low murmur, a hint of that possessiveness lingering in the tone. Even in the half-light, his eyes held a depth that sent a shiver down your spine.